Chapter 89: We Are Our Kind! Harry Potter
Although Harry had never heard this voice before, he already had a guess in his heart that the people of this hoarse and withered old voice who seemed to be dying soon must be Voldemort.
Voldemort's script has completely changed since Quirrell died in the Albanian forest, and he no longer smothers in a garlic-smelling turban as a sticker on the back of his head, perhaps his reshaped body later has no nose, because of the sequelae caused by possession of Quirrell, such as loss of smell and the like.
Obviously, after killing Quirrell, and even draining all the magic and life force out of the wizard's body, it is likely that he will regain his body in another way, at least he will get rid of the ghost state where he can't do anything if he wants to.
However, Harry was a little curious about how Voldemort got into Hogwarts, and he used Hogwarts' secret passage to the outside world? Or is it pretending to be a student to sneak in? Although Dumbledore and Grindelwald would have released water on Voldemort, such oversight omissions would not be too outrageous, Voldemort was crazy, but he was not mentally retarded, and it would not have made him think that these two guys are old and their brains are broken.
This exists in the black and white of the wizarding world, in addition to their extraordinary strength, their minds also occupy a very important part, in the eyes of everyone, whether it is Dumbledore or Grindelwald, they are all scheming old foxes, old foxes who have lived for more than a hundred years and achieved positive results.
Thinking like this, Harry didn't rush to leave, the magic that was recovering quickly made his heavy breathing gradually steady, and after drinking a bottle of energy potion, he strode deeper after finishing all his states.
Next to the Grindelwald level was Snape's ordeal, but the room had been violently destroyed, a table with potions vials of various sizes had been smashed, and the wall of fire that was supposed to be across it was gone, leaving a black streak on the floor, which was the mark of the floor when it was burned by the magical flames.
An ornate golden mirror was placed at the end of the room, Harry's familiar Mirror of Eris, in front of which a halfling resembling a Dementor rested in front of it.
Why is it said to be a halfling? Because he only had the upper half of his body, there was a dense black mist under the empty black robe, and on the ground, there were strange lines smeared with blood, and countless tiny black vapors seeped out from the strange lines, blending into the bottom of the torso of the halfling.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Harry Poult!"
As Harry stepped into the room, the halfling with his back to him spun around sharply, and a face covered in black lines like broken porcelain looked at Harry's place.
The figure that had appeared countless times in his childhood dreams coincided with the broken porcelain face in front of him, and although his voice showed decay and old age, after ignoring those cracked black lines, Voldemort's face had hardly changed much from ten years ago.
Voldemort, who has an excellent foundation in his own right, was a charming handsome guy when he was young, and he is still a handsome old man who can hook the heart of a little girl when he gets old, If it weren't for the inhuman madness in his scarlet eyes that was too dazzling, it would be hard for you to believe that such a person would be a murderous Dark Lord.
In this world of looking at faces, appearance is too important, and Voldemort's handsome face has assisted him countless times.
"So, you've been waiting for me here since you came to Hogwarts?"
"Hey, that's really touching, I hope sitting for a long time won't make your butt hemorrhoids, oh yes, you don't have an ass now, that's fine."
Harry, who was talking lightly, teased Voldemort in front of him, but Harry was not lacking in all the precautions he should have, he was ready to shoot a spell at any time, and if the wind blows, he will act like lightning.
"Ten years ago, my faithful servant told me a prophecy about me, a prophecy told to Dumbledore by a soothsayer, and my servant overheard it and gave it to me in its entirety."
Unmoved, Voldemort just stood still as he told Harry stories of the past.
"I was dismissive of this at first, I knew that Dumbledore was an opponent I needed to take seriously, but I didn't think that a down-and-out witch's prophecy would create an enemy for me that could kill me."
"But later, I gradually changed my mind." Voldemort's shattered face pulled a mockery that I didn't know if it was a mockery or not, "Dumbledore protected that woman, and after discovering this, I actually had some thoughts about this prophecy. ”
"I want to see what kind of ability the child who can become my great enemy has to live only one between me and him!"
"What kind of power is hidden in his body, and what power is hidden in him that I don't know."
"I'm intrigued, so I'm going to find you, Harry Potter."
"But this bullshit prophecy deceived me!"
Voldemort, whose voice suddenly became angry, even spewed out a mouthful of black car exhaust, and the hideousness on his face was even worse, completely breaking the broken face that was barely stitched together by his originally handsome facial features, and the rising black gas emerged from the cracks and black lines on his face and body, as if the car exhaust was fine.
"It's not you who have the power! It's your damn mother! ”
"Lily Potter!"
Voldemort, who almost gritted his teeth, glared at Harry viciously, and his eyes were identical to those of Lily, which seemed to remind him of the tragic scene of that night.
"I really don't understand what kind of magic she used to protect you, even the Requisition Charm bounced back at that time, destroying my body, turning me into a weak ghost hiding and hiding, only to survive in the forests of Albania, by absorbing the meager life force of those beasts."
"She's really someone I didn't expect, someone who has the potential to possibly stand up to me, but she's too young."
An ugly smile appeared on Voldemort's face, and he seemed to be provoking Harry, but he didn't manage to see any mood swings on Harry's face.
"I killed her easily, with just one spell."
"If it weren't for the protection of you, there was a real chance that she would have escaped and get me in a big trouble."
"But just now, I finally understood that what the prophecy said was not wrong, and that you did have enough power to threaten me."
The scarlet eyes were a little brighter at this moment, and at a distance of tens of meters, Voldemort raised his hand.
"I just found out that you're actually the same guy as me."
"Oh no, maybe I should admit that you just did a blow to me."
"What frightens the darkness more than the light, that is the darkness that is deeper than the darkness."
"Come to me, I will help you find your true path, and I will guide you to discover the true power within you!"
"It's not just England! The whole wizarding world will tremble at our feet! ”
"We're one kind. Harry Potter! ”
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